In the Zone
It’s 3 a.m. in the morn, Nameless is already shouting: “Get out of the way and let me write my story!” It’s been days of dilly-dallying; Avoidance p...
Tag: creative writing
On Being
I’m so close, I may look distant. So completely mixed with you, I may look separate. So out in the open, I appear hidden. So silent, because I am constant...
Not Yours to Sell
Most times I bleed these words deserted by the elusive genius as she courts other talents Most times I squeeze these words salty waters blinding eyes as dams bu...